After exhausting myself to death

When Shen Minghuan regained consciousness, he felt like he was being soaked in water, floating with the waves.

When he opened his eyes, he saw, as expected, the boundless ocean, where the blue sky met the water. It seemed so empty at first glance, as if he was the only one left in the world.

Although there was no reference, he realized immediately that this was the East China Sea.

where he died.

Shen Minghuan closed his eyes again.

He was hit by a sword in the chest, and the long sword passed through his heart. Bai Jinwu didn't hold back at first. He really couldn't die anymore. The energy obtained after completing the mission repaired his fatal injuries, but some skin injuries could not be repaired. Fortunately, his cultivation level was still there, and he did not care about these minor injuries.

His body was still in the same state as when he died, and his Dantian was dry. As soon as he regained some strength, he mobilized his spiritual power to his face and transformed himself into another appearance.

Shen Minghuan is dead. When he was young, he was frivolous and acted as he pleased without any scruples. I don't know how many people recognize his face, but it is inappropriate to use this appearance now.

Shen Minghuan will not wrong himself. Although his new appearance is not similar to before, he is still first-class handsome and comely. He is the type worthy of spending two hundred words in a novel.

His facial features were softer than before, and coupled with his current miserable appearance, he looked weak and pitiful, making people feel particularly protective.

The system eagerly urged him: [Host, let’s go up first, okay? ]

He is still soaking in the sea water! And there are injuries on his body!

The sea water is so salty that it hurts.

Shen Minghuan slowly raised his eyes to identify the direction, and was pleased to find that he was being pushed to the shore by the waves, so he remained peacefully motionless.

[Xiaojiu, why are you still here? Does this world also have missions? ]

The system was stunned for a moment. It thought for a while and said uncertainly: [There is no mission, but host, your main world seems to be an unformed small world. However, the way of heaven in this small world is very smooth and powerful. Everything follows the plot, and it won't be long before it becomes the original world. ]

As for why it still follows the host, it doesn't know. It's the first time it takes a host and he has no experience. But since there are no colleagues to stop it, it should be able to follow the host for a long time, right? The system thought happily.

[Oh, is it so? ] Shen Minghuan raised some interest: [What is the plot of this world? ]

[I don’t know either, host, we are not missionaries, so I can’t receive the plot. ] The system answered awkwardly. It was very dissatisfied with itself for not helping the host. After all, Shen Minghuan had completed all the tasks. If it was of no use at all, it didn't even know how to convince Shen Minghuan to let him stay.

Shen Minghuan was not disappointed. After all, this place was different from other small worlds. He was born here, grew up here, and died here.

He buried his magnificent life here. He would also be very sad if he saw with his own eyes that those emotions and memories were just dramas written in a few words in advance.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Shen Minghuan used a little more spiritual power to make himself float faster.

He closed his eyes slightly and asked lazily: "Do you know the protagonist of this world?" ]

[I know this. ] The system jumped for joy. The destined child, who was favored by the plot, was like a big light bulb in the dark night. Compared with the surrounding cannon fodder background panels, it shone so brightly that it could be seen at a glance.

The system said: [It’s Bai Jinwu. ]

Shen Minghuan was slightly startled.

It's Xiaobai.

So in the plot, is he the villain who deserves to die at the hands of the protagonist?

Shen Minghuan was thinking with his eyes closed. He wondered if Xiaobai wanted to kill him because of the plot? But that's not right. He has experienced so many worlds, but he has never seen any protagonist controlled by the plot.

He allowed himself to rise and fall with the waves, and estimated that with the distance he had just seen, it was almost time to go ashore. Suddenly he heard a loud shout from the distance: "Fuck, there's a dead man."

Shen Minghuan: "..."

It took him less than two seconds to realize that the "dead man" seemed to be talking about him.

The next second, Shen Minghuan took back his spiritual power and lay even more peacefully.

The little brother who yelled was a warm-hearted person. With the idea of ​​"Although he looks dead, he can be saved by chance" he rose up with his sword, carried Shen Minghuan and flew to the shore.

Without the protection of the sea water, the mottled wounds on Shen Minghuan's body were directly exposed, which became even more shocking after being soaked in the sea water for a long time. There were many cuts on his clothes that were obviously cut by sharp objects. Even if he was fished out of the water, you could still see the bright red blood stains on them.

It's really terrible.

The kind person put Shen Minghuan on the shore. He couldn't help but turned his face slightly, grabbed the other person's wrist and examined it carefully. He found that he could still feel the weak beating of the pulse, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He was still very young and ran away from his family to travel around the world. He never expected to encounter such a thing on his first day.

He really had no experience in dealing with this kind of thing. He had been so well protected by his family in the past that he had never even seen a dead person. He was really at a loss and couldn't think of any first aid. In desperation, he could only push Shen Minghuan: "Brother? Are you okay, brother, wake up."

If this was really a person who was seriously injured, he might not have been drowned by the sea, but was killed by this person.

Shen Minghuan was addicted to bullying, so he deliberately kept silent and closed his eyes to pretend to be dying.

The kind man shouted for a while and found that it was of no use. His whole face was wrinkled. He said to himself in distress: "There is no village or shop here. Where should I find a medical center? Ah, it seemed like it when I came here. If you see a village ahead, why not ask if there is a doctor there?"

doctor……

Shen Minghuan didn't want to take medicine.

The young man lying half-dead on the beach coughed twice and opened his eyes with great difficulty.

The kind man suddenly looked surprised when he heard the movement: "Brother, you're awake, are you okay?" However, he soon realized that he had asked a stupid question. Looking at this man's appearance, it was already good that he could still breathe. Well, it really can’t be called “nothing”.

Shen Minghuan showed a weak smile, "It's okay, thank you brother for saving me."

He sat up and politely bowed his hands in thanks. He looked paler and weaker, as if his life was no longer in danger.

The kind person was dumbfounded: "You, you, you recovered so quickly."

Shen Minghuan smiled bitterly: "It was nothing serious at first. I just choked on the water and was a little dizzy just now. I'm much better now."

This statement was full of errors and omissions, and it would be impossible for anyone else to believe it. However, when Lin Yaochuan heard the words, he showed a look of sudden realization: "So that's how it is."

It's not all because he is naive...well, he is indeed a bit naive, but there is also the reason why Shen Minghuan's face is too intimidating. Furthermore, Lin Yaochuan was not completely defenseless. He had checked Shen Minghuan's strength when he brought him up. He had not yet reached the foundation level and was extremely weak.

Can a young man with a face like a crown jewel, bright eyes and beautiful eyebrows, even a bit cowardly and weak in his eyebrows, and whose strength is so low that he can't even kill a pheasant, be a bad person? Who else could he bully except himself?

Lin Yaochuan looked him up and down worriedly: "But your injury looks very serious. We still need to call a doctor. Is your home nearby? I'll take you back."

Shen Minghuan raised his head and glanced at him, then said slowly: "My parents are both dead and now I am homeless."

Lin Yaochuan: "..."

Lin Yaochuan looked ashamed when he accidentally mentioned someone else's sad story.

He hurriedly made amends: "Can you contact your siblings? In your situation, there is no one around to take care of you."

Shen Minghuan glanced at him again, "Yes, I can, but he may not take care of me."

"Why?" Lin Yaochuan said: "Since we are good friends, even if we say we are not forgiving, we must still care about you in our hearts."

Shen Minghuan told the truth: "Because he was the one who threw me into the sea."

Lin Yaochuan froze, "The injuries on your body..."

Shen Minghuan nodded: "He did it too."

Lin Yaochuan was silent.

He wished he could give himself a mouth. What happened to his mouth today? I'm usually pretty eloquent, but why do I always stab someone in the heart today?

He laughed twice and said: "Nothing, nothing, there are so many people in this world. Since your friend treats you like this, it is not a good thing to think about. People in the world are happy to take revenge. When you seek revenge on him, Just find a few more friends, but you have to keep your eyes open when the time comes."

Shen Minghuan coughed twice: "Maybe I can't get revenge. I can't beat him."

Lin Yaochuan was filled with righteous indignation: "You can't rely on your strength to be tyrannical. Brother, if you force yourself to practice, you will definitely defeat him. If you don't mind others avenging you, I can do it for you."

He was afraid and patted his chest, indicating that he had no choice but to ask, "How much cultivation does that person have?"

He is also a genius who grew up with praises. He has outstanding talent, otherwise he would not have the courage to run away from home... Bah, he is going out to practice!

Shen Minghuan looked at the young man in front of him who was only at the Golden Core stage, thought for a moment and said, "Nascent Soul."

Twenty Pill Formation is indeed considered a genius, but it would be too much to tell Xiaobai about his Mahayana stage.

Lin Yaochuan vowed: "..."

Lin Yaochuan retracted his hand. He really couldn't understand how a person who couldn't even build a foundation could have a friend in the Nascent Soul stage? Nascent Soul, if you slip a little spiritual stone elixir through your fingers, you can pile people up to build the foundation.

"Well, why did he do this?"

After chatting for so long, Lin Yaochuan finally thought of asking the reason instead of unilaterally assuming that Shen Minghuan was a pure and innocent victim. After all, it was ridiculous for a Nascent Soul to kill Lianqi Tong before he was killed.

Shen Minghuan sighed: "I'm not sure, maybe it's because I was rich before."

Lin Yaochuan suddenly realized that he had touched the sadness of the person in front of him again, and he said with difficulty: "So you..."

Shen Minghuan stretched out his hand and shook it at him.

Unless people are extremely poor these days, they usually wear a storage ring on their finger. Luxurious storage rings are naturally priceless, but the most common ones are very cheap.

But Shen Minghuan's hands were empty.

Lin Yaochuan had a bad premonition in his heart. Sure enough, he saw the young man opposite him lowering his head sadly and saying in a bitter voice: "Now I am penniless."

Lin Yaochuan: "..."

He's guilty, really.